Chapter 26
LANIE
My Daddy is a sadist.
I mean, I knew that already. Nobody could do the things he does to me and enjoy them without being a sadist. But making me wait all freaking day for my punishment pushes the boundaries of even his sadism.
And the worst part is, I haven’t even been able to goad him into spanking me. Even when I snapped and told him what an asshole he was for making me wait, all I got for my troubles was a mouth full of soap and ten minutes in the corner while he lectured me on patience and speaking respectfully.
It hasn’t been all bad, though, not really.
Other than being on edge all day, it’s been kind of nice to spend so much time with him.
After breakfast we snuggled on the couch and he fed me a bottle while we watched a movie, and after lunch we played a bunch of different card games, just the two of us.
“Daddy?” I ask as he unbuckles me from my highchair after dinner.
“Yes, baby?”
“Um, I know you’re really busy but do you think… Do you think maybe we could have more days like today?”
Cocking an eyebrow at me, he lifts me from the chair and lets me wrap myself around him, my head cradled on his shoulder. “Days where you’re grumpy and angry at the world because Daddy’s making you wait for a punishment?”
Heat rushes to my cheeks. “No. Definitely not that. I just mean, days where I get you all to myself and I don’t have to share you with the rest of the family.”
“Ahh.” Chuckling, he pats my back as he carries me up the stairs. “Of course, little one. Whenever you want to spend the day together, all you have to do is ask.”
“Really? But you’re so busy.”
“There will always be things to take care of around here, but you know what my most important job is?”
“What?”
“Taking care of my babygirl.”
My heart stutters in my chest as we reach his bedroom door. “You promise?”
Holding up his fist, he crooks his little finger. “Pinkie-swear. And you pinkie-swear that you’ll come to Daddy when you need a day just for the two of us. Deal?”
I hook my finger with his. “Deal.”
“Now that we’ve settled that, I believe a certain impatient Little girl has been waiting all day for something…”
It’s true that I’ve been waiting all day, but now that it’s here, I suddenly find myself wishing we could wait just a little while longer. Or that we could just skip this part altogether.
“What’s the rush?” I ask as Daddy carries me into his room and sets me on my feet at the end of the bed. “We’ve got all night.”
“Oh, trust me, little one. I don’t plan to rush a single second of this. Arms up.”
At his command, I raise my arms in the air and his shirt disappears, leaving me bare but for my diaper in front of him.
“My pretty Little girl,” he murmurs, cupping my breast in his hand and rolling my nipple to a stiff peak between his fingers. “I love you, Melanie Thorne.”
“I love you, too.” It’s the first time we’ve said those words out loud, though I’ve felt them for a while now. Maybe since the first time I saw him, even if my brain didn’t want to admit what my heart already knew at the time.
“Good. I want you to hold onto that, onto how much I love you, because this isn’t going to be an easy punishment. You put yourself in grave danger, little girl, and that is not something I take lightly.”
Releasing his hold on my nipple, he reaches for my diaper, whisking it off and baring me completely to his hungry gaze. But as much as I might wish for him to change his mind and fuck me the right way tonight, I know, deep in my bones, I won’t feel right until I’ve been properly punished.
So I don’t even bother to protest as he stacks our pillows in front of me and positions me so I’m bent over them, my toes not even touching the floor. It’s disconcerting, being suspended this way, and I’m already fisting the comforter in my hands so I don’t fall.
Behind me comes the familiar sound of Daddy’s buckle being undone and a shiver that’s both need and fear races up my spine.
“Like I said the first time we had to have this conversation, there’s no count this time.
I won’t be stopping until I’m sure this lesson will stick.
And I suggest you keep your hands and feet out of the way, because if I have to stop to put you back in position, It’s an extra two on your thighs. Understood?”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
“All right. Brace yourself, babygirl.”
It’s all the warning I have before the thick leather connects with my ass, leaving behind a burning line of fire that rips a howl from my throat. “Ow, Daddy I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
The only answer I receive is two more strokes of hellfire along the sensitive curve of my bottom where I know my diaper will rub the most later. Already I’m dreading the feel of the cotton digging into my welts and he’s barely gotten started.
He whips me three more times for an even six before the lecture begins. “When Daddy puts you somewhere and tells you to wait, I expect you to do as you’re told.”
Two more strokes and I’m kicking my legs helplessly, desperate for an end to this agonizing punishment.
“When Daddy says something is too dangerous for you, I expect you to listen.”
The last word is punctuated by an exceptionally hard lick of his belt, drawing another howl of pain from my lips as my bottom throbs in agony.
“You are the most important thing in my life, Melanie Brynne. I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe, even if it means spanking your ass red every night for the rest of our lives. Do you understand me, little girl?”
“Y-yes, Daddy!” I manage to choke out before the sobs come, shaking my whole body as he whips the leather across my bottom again.
“No more touching the vehicles without permission.” His voice is hoarse, like he’s holding back his own tears. “No more leaving the fucking house without permission. I won’t lose you, Melanie. I won’t.”
And then his hands are on me, and I’m vaguely aware of a tugging sensation I belatedly recognize as him pulling the plug free. Gripping my hip with one hand, he guides the blunt tip of his cock to my bottom hole and I let out a low moan of distress.
“Daddy, please. I’m s-sorry.”
“I believe you, babygirl,” he says softly, though he doesn’t pause the forward motion of his cock, stretching me beyond even the thick plug he’s kept me stuffed with all day. “But you need to know you belong to me, Melanie. Every fucking inch of you, inside and out.”
“I do, Daddy, I do. I promise I do!”
“Good girl.” His low groan fills my ears as he pushes deeper inside me, the coarse hairs around his cock brushing against my burning skin with every thrust, reminding me of how thoroughly I was punished.
Of how completely I belong to him.
Every inch of my body is on fire, either with pain or need or some intoxicating mix of both. “Daddy… Daddy please.”
Chuckling, he slides a hand around to my clit, which is horrifyingly swollen and aching for his touch. “So wet for me already. Do you want Daddy to fuck you, baby? To make it hurt so there’s no fucking doubt in your mind about who this sweet body belongs to?”
“Yes,” I gasp out, pushing back against him, impaling my bottom even further on his thick cock. I want to feel him, all of him, as deep inside me as I can possibly take him.
“Promise me you’ll never try to run again, and I’ll fuck this pretty ass the way you want me to. Promise me, Melanie, that no matter what happens, no matter what reasons you have, you will never, ever try to escape me again.”
“I promise, Daddy.”
Leaning over me, he places one large hand over mine, our fingers curling together as he moves inside me. “Pinkie-swear.”
My heart trips in my chest. “Pinkie-swear.”
“Good fucking girl.”
At that, something seems to snap in him.
With his left hand still linked with mine and his right working furiously at my clit, he fucks me.
Harsh, brutal, claiming my last virgin hole with a ferocity that wipes every rational thought from my brain.
All I know is pain and pleasure and him as he slams his cock into my aching bottom, punishing me and loving me all at once.
Words escape me, and all I can do is cling to him as sensation floods my body, shattering me with one ruthless orgasm after another. My throat turns raw from the screams he rips from me with each brutal climax.
Until, at last, the claiming is complete and he fills my most forbidden hole with his cum. The room is silent but for the sounds of our ragged breaths and for a long moment we simply lie there together, our minds and bodies fractured, before he finally pulls free of me.
“My sweet babygirl,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss between my shoulder blades as he pushes the plug back inside my bruised and aching ass. He wraps me in a fresh diaper and carefully cradles me in his arms as he climbs into the bed with me held tight against him. “No more running.”
“No, Daddy,” I say around a yawn as I snuggle into his warmth.
After all, where would I run to, when I’m right where I want to be?